Small

Track and Shack


Pictured here is a very small shack situated next to a narrow gauge railroad track. It kind of reminds me of a line from a country-western song.

Night

Loon at Night pen and ink

Indian legend has it that a young woman in mourning over the lost of her brother sang such a sad and beautiful song that the stars fell from the sky and landed on her back. Thus, she became the loon where she could always echo the tearful refrain into the night sky.